This is a song about "Fat english chap"

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

He was very clever in english science and math

I hated school till i realised english had poetry,

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

And i'm about to fill y'all in on the real

Can't finish meal gotta english feel

His english was slurred so i didn't understand him fully.

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

The chap stick has run dry,

Three j's took me this high